Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Celebrating Dad

Father's Day is upon us so let's come up with (you guessed it) some six-word memoirs to celebrate our dads! Here are a few I've written:

Loved to dance on daddy's shoes.
Taught me how to ride bike.
Dad put string on tooth, doorknob.
Dad gave me my first ballglove.
Painted my first bike sparkly green.
Pulled on sled by Dad. "Again!"
Dad beautifully painted my wrecked cars.
Dad didn't like my boyfriend's van.
"You're not wearing that, young lady!"
Honest, hard-working, fun, loyal, wonderful father.
Proud of my sweet, handsome Dad.

Please share some of your own.


  1. Dad is now fishing with angels.

    Playing baseball with dad. Such fun.

    Overalls. Red suspenders. Always a hat.

    Dad let dogs sneak into house.

    Fishing, bowling, baseball, then lung disease.

    Miss you dad. Tell Judy hi.

  2. Those are amazing, Shirley. So poignant and touching. Send them to Smith! Right now!!! (And have Carol send me some, too.)

  3. Dad showed us the star constallations.

    Dad taught me how to cook.

    Dad and Mom loved to read.

    Dad was a hunter and fisherman.

    Dad passed away thirty-one years ago.

    Dad's deserve a lot of credit.

  4. Hi, This is Alyssa from SMITH Mag, the creators of the Six-Word Memoir project. We've had more than 250,000 people submit Six-Word Memoirs at and, and we'd love it if you & your fans joined us over at SMITH. Bonus: your six words could be in a future book; we've done five books of Six-Word Memoirs so far. Thanks for the dad memoirs!
    -Alyssa, SMITH Mag intern

  5. Alyssa, I've been a SMITH member for 2-3 years and am in your latest book, IT ALL CHANGED IN AN INSTANT. I LOVE six-word memoirs and have gotten several writers hooked on them. Thanks for stopping by.

    Jan, yours are really good. Interesting that your dad taught you how to cook!!! Susan, you should try them but here's a warning: They're highly addictive.

  6. I know it's been ages but I'm back. This post is so touching. I miss my dad who could fry up bacon and eggs over the campfire like nobody's business. Isn't it odd the way the littlest things about our dads mean so much to us? These are the things we cherish each time we think of them. My dad has been in heaven since 2002 and yet I can remember him vividly. Have a wonderful day!

  7. Hi, M.J. Great to hear from you. Guess you've been writing like mad (like all of us). Loved going camping with my parents. I have such fond memories of that.

    You're so right--the little things mean the most especially when a loved one is no longer here. Luckily, my dad (and mom) are still around. I cherish my parents and family.